4. Cold
I have a cold today so I'm not feeling like writing anything. I have of course convinced myself that it's coronavirus, and apparently some has been found in Scotland, so you never know. Tim cooked me dinner - salmon, vegetables, tomatoes and mashed potatoes - and him and Kit talked to me about whether I really want to go and live on my own 3 miles up the road in a one bedroom flat I have seemingly bought but am secretly hoping the owners will decide they want to keep as I'm not sure about living on my own. I can't think about it any more as my head hurts and I've lost track of how many paracetamol I've taken today so I'm going to go to sleep.